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I hear the distinct sound of a condom wrapper and the squirt of lube before cold liquid is pressed against my hole, making me clench.

“Relax, we’ve got you,” Brawley whispers.

I relax into Vero, leaning my head against his shoulder as Brawley’s cock presses into me. The burn is instant, stretching me wider when I’m already full of Vero’s cock. I welcome the discomfort. It feels like it’s been so long since any of them have inflicted any type of pain on me.

“Fuck, you’re tight. I love feeling his cock inside you.”

“Fuck, please move. I need you to fuck me,” I tell them.

Brawley does as I ask, thrusting deeper as I scream through the pleasure and the pain, and Vero captures my lips to swallow the noise.

They fall into a rhythm, thrusting slowly in unison, and every nerve ending is driving me toward a release. Opening my eyes, I see Clay and Ares have moved closer. Clay slides his hand between Vero and me, rubbing my clit while Ares watches.

“Look at how fucking beautiful you are,” Ares growls, and I almost melt into a puddle. “You take their cocks so well, you were made to fit between them.”

The combination of my men, being full, Clay’s finger on my clit, and Ares’s voice sends me over the edge. My body convulses in rhythmic waves, making Vero choke out a curse as he comes with me.

Once my pussy stops clenching, Brawley eases himself from my ass and steps back, pulling me off Vero’s cock to hand me over to Clay, who holds me tight.

“On your knees,” Brawley snaps at Vero, who instantly drops to the ground. Brawley slides the condom off and puts it in his pocket, then stands in front of Vero.

Clay’s fingers find my pussy, and he plays with the mess left behind by Vero.

Brawley wraps his hand around his cock and strokes it, while Vero smiles up at him and opens his mouth.

“I love how needy you are for me. Show our girl how much you love my cum,” Brawley growls as white spurts of cum hit Vero’s lips and face, which he licks up the best he can.

When Brawley finishes, Clay pushes his fingers inside me, hooking them and rubbing my sensitive G-spot. My body shudders as I watch Brawley use his thumb to scoop cum from Vero’s face and turn to me. He brings it to my lips, and I open my mouth and suck on it as my second orgasm—while not as intense—rips through me. Then I slump back into Clay’s arms.

When I finally feel that my legs are able to hold me up, Clay lets me go, and I shimmy my dress back down over my ass.

“You’re not done yet,” he says. “So I hope you still have some running left in you.”

I don’t, but I would never admit that to him. To the others, yes, but Clay brings out my competitive nature.

His hand wraps around my hair and pulls my head back so I’m looking up at him. “Because I am yet to claim what’s mine.” Then Clay brings his fingers to his lips and sucks them clean.

I am ripped from Clay’s arms by Ares as Brawley lands a punch right on his jaw. Clay stumbles backward, laughing.

“You don’t get to taste them together,” Brawley snarls.

“You’d better run,” Ares whispers in my ear. “Clay will be right behind you.”

I take the fire escape down the side of the building, one that Ares has guided me to. Then I set off at a run—well, it’s more of a stumble, but it will do.

Red mist floats above the ground, and I cut through the island, knowing they will be close behind. This time I hope they are, because my legs will not go much further. I need Clay to hunt me. And though I hear them around me, instinct keeps me running.

Before I realize where I am, the cemetery gate is in front of me, and I slow down. I push it open with trembling hands, the red mist swirling around my ankles. I won’t let this place get the better of me.

I walk in and see the graves.

My mind takes me back—the dirt, I can smell the dirt.

He’s gone. He will never hurt me again.

I won’t let him win. Breathing deeply, I compose myself, and when the gate creaks, I don’t run.

This is where it all began, and this is where it will end.